You must remember this, a kiss isn’t just a kiss
– By Michael M. Bates
It was Sunday evening at a casual Orland Park restaurant. A couple, in their late 20s or early 30s, held hands, deeply kissed and couldn’t take their hands off one another. The young lovers were both men.
Often in articles relating to changing social mores, the writer begins by assuring readers he’s no prude. That’s not happening here.
I live a sheltered life by design. I know that I’m an old fogy, a fuddy-duddy and a stuffed shirt. Oh, and of course a curmudgeon too……………….
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